Robin Banks
Real (Remix)
[Intro]
Brrrr
Free my gang, Wass Gang
Robin Banks
(Yung Hydro Beatz)
Ohh-ohh-ohh
Yeah, blow cheddar
He a go-getter
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-Yeah, yeah, uh

[Chorus]
Alotta n***as wanna murk me
So I'm ridin' around dirty (Skrr)
Killers all around me
But my Glock is holding 30 (Pew)
Told mom, "I'm goin' OT"
I'm good, hooyo, don't worry
I gotta get these bands
Ain't no one get em' for me
So cold in these streets
That Tre Pound give me heat
I move quiet, I move discreet
I move the white, I move heat
I'm just tryna make it before they get me
But it feel like my city just won't let me
[Verse 1]
Police shuttin' down my shows
Promoters gettin' paranoid
I say we some cool n***as
They say we some bad boys
All I hang is with trap n***as
All I hang is with Jack Boys
Bare face, no mask boy
It's your life, not your packs, boy
Shootin' like Stephen Curry (Pew-Pew)
But I'm ballin' like LeBron though
Free bro Numba 30
And free up Big Huncho
Slime, IMG, UTM
If you see me then you see them
My Woodz n***as SOS
My Jungle n***as FCF
Everybody tellin' me to leave these n***as
Like Robin Banks, he don't need these n***as
You must be crazy, you must be crazy
They my blood bros, yeah, I bleed these n***as

[Chorus]
Alotta n***as wanna murk me
So I'm ridin' around dirty
Killers all around me
But my Glock is holding 30
Told mom, "I'm goin' OT"
I'm good, hooyo, don't worry
I gotta get these bands
Ain't no one get em' for me
So cold in these streets
That Tre Pound give me heat
I move quiet, I move discreet
I move the white, I move heat (Yeah-Yeah)
I'm just tryna make it before they get me (Get me)
But it feel like my city just won't let me (Ahh)
[Verse 2]
Hooyo on her grind
Aabo, he don't know me
He was never there
A typical mother story
Surrounded by fake people
I wish somebody told me
R.I.P. to my old me
I'm always by my lonely
Only rockin' with my crodies
I remember my ball days
Now I'm gettin' rich out them hallways
Used rock [?]
Now it's Balmains for the hard days
"I'm a real n***a"
Yeah, n***a, that's what they all say
Yeah, n***a, that's what they all say
You riding' under the influence (Skrr)
Hit you with a DUI
I'm just tryna get hella rich
You preein' me
You pree, why?
When the strap blam he gotta go (Pew-Pew)
Turn a n***a from Adee Salaam to John Doe (Pew-Pew, Pew-Pew)

[Chorus]
Alotta n***as wanna murk me
So I'm ridin' around dirty
Killers all around me
But my Glock is holding 30
Told mom, "I'm goin' OT"
I'm good, hooyo, don't worry
I gotta get these bands
Ain't no one get em' for me
So cold in these streets
That Tre Pound give me heat
I move quiet, I move discreet
I move the white, I move heat
I'm just tryna make it before they get me
But it feel like my city just won't let me
(Yung Hydro)